Once upon a time I had a a little flowerbox.
The neighbor lady told me that if I planted something
in the empty flower boxes next to her own flowerbox that
she'd help water it.
I tend to neglect plants so that sounded like a decent deal.

I planted flowers.. They grew.. flowered.. and then the hail came.


The End

Actually, some of them survived but I thought it made
a better story the other way.

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